"Ding, turn on Super Lucky Mode."

"Ding, the program is loading......"

"Congratulations on successful host loading!"

"Mission: Live to the end of your life."

S City.

On the park bench, there is a little girl with delicate eyebrows, wearing a princess dress and stepping on small red leather shoes. She sat blankly on the bench, looking at the people who kept passing by, pursing her lips and looking serious.

Many pedestrians greeted her, but she ignored them.

The serious villain's eyes were cold, and there was no childlike look, "Hell, how did I become a child?" ”

The system was busy: "This is the mode of breaking through, and it will be immediately." ”

No plot, no hints.

There is only one task.

Is it hard to live to the end of your life?

It doesn't sound difficult, but it's actually hard.

Hua Yao coughed twice, her weak body was eager to be blown away by the wind. She sat there with resentment, not daring to walk around.

Her intuition told her that as long as she left, she would definitely end up miserable.

In the Internet café across the road, a tall and thin beautiful boy wearing jeans came out. He was dyed with yellow hair, and walked across the road with steps that his relatives did not recognize. When I saw the little girl on the bench, I thought about it.

This kind of little cub born in a rich and noble family has more money in his pocket than his.

He rolled his eyes, put his pockets in his pockets, walked over and crouched in front of her, and asked with a grin.

"Little sister, what are you doing sitting here?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Hua Yao cried uncontrollably, and shouted in her mouth: "Brother, don't you want me?" ”

What's even more fucking is that she actually speaks a foreign language fluently.

The problem boy didn't understand, but an old aunt next to him understood.

The old aunt immediately reprimanded: "You young man is not young, even his own sister has to be discarded. If you don't study well, you will come out early to mix! Why didn't your parents beat you to death! ”

Zhan Linxiao looked at the little cub who suddenly hugged his leg, and then looked at the old aunt who was eager to uphold justice in the square, and suddenly understood what the teacher said about jumping into the Yellow River and not being able to wash it.

"This isn't my sister?" He had just finished explaining.

The little girl cried again, raised her head and asked pitifully, "Brother, don't you want Yaoyao?" ”

"I'm not your brother!"

The war is in a hurry.

Don't look at him as uneducated, but he still knows what his brother means.

Zhan Linxiao broke Hua Yao's hand, turned around and was about to leave, but who knew that the old aunt stopped him in the way, not to mention reaching out to ask for his ID card.

"Auntie, this is my ID card, you can see clearly. I'm eighteen, and this isn't my sister at all! ”

Zhan Linxiao knows very well that you can beat up the gangsters in the Internet café, but you must not face these aunts in the square. Because you don't know what kind of occupation they have before they retire.

If you're not careful, you may be planted.

The aunt took the ID card, looked at the name on it, and asked him, "Your name is Zhan Linxiao?" People from the city? ”

"Yes, I'm from the back quarter."

The neighborhood in the back, don't look like it's in the city center, but it's very broken, decades old. It was the house his grandmother left him, the only nest he had.

The old aunt asked the little girl, "Tell grandma, what's your name?" ”

"Zhan Yao."

These two words speak of the correct and round words.

Zhan Linxiao instantly exploded, pointed at the little girl and shouted, "What's your surname?" Do you have the surname Zhan? Also fight Yao! Do I know you? The master is so big that he only has a grandmother, where did he come from! Tell you, speak well, little liar! ”

"I'm not a liar, brother."

And the whole bird language.

Zhan Lin Xiao is going crazy.

He pursed his lips, looked left and right angrily, and then stared at the little girl gloomily, "Little liar, I warn you, you'd better tell the truth, or I'll sell you, you know...... Yes! ”